King Of The Box - Buck-O-Nine

I am king of a little old thing

I like to call my home

It is nice cause i gave it life

And i never feel alone

It’s just a place where i can go

That’ll never let me down

And when i’m in there i’m never scared

And i never wear a frown

From inside i never hear

The world and what’s around me

I’ve got no rules in my home

And i’ve got nothin' to see

I live in a box-that's where i’ll be

I live in a box-that's what you see

I’m the king of the box and it listens to me

It’s just a place (3x)

Just a place that listens